Master Jiu, my wife is wearing countless vests!

Long Qingcheng finally walked into the locker room with her cheongsam.

After all, it’s the Chinese New Year, so I can satisfy the love of men.

It's just that she thought well, but she forgot that men are all gluttons. Once they are stained with fishy food, it will be difficult to return to a vegetarian state.

The scar has healed and I have forgotten the pain. I don’t know why I was afraid of him asking for it again and again.

She is a beauty, with a good frame, tall and long legs, and when she wears a cheongsam, she looks like a lady, and her cool posture makes her even more beautiful.

She pulled her long hair slightly behind her back and turned around. The high slit showed all of her white thighs.

It makes people endlessly daydream.

The first time she wore a cheongsam, she always felt a little uncomfortable.

A deep-thinking voice, and a knock on the door.

It was Di Yuanjue's voice.

"Aqing, are you ready to change?"

There were many people there years ago, but high-end luxury stores like this are still as sparse as ever, so there are no queues waiting to try on clothes.

She pulled one side of her thigh and answered the person outside, "Okay, wait a minute."

The moment he opened the door, the girl stood in front of him wearing a cheongsam, and it seemed as if her breath was taken away instantly. He pushed her in instantly, and there was a heavy closing sound.

-

The sound of heavy breathing was particularly harsh in the silent room.

Long Qingcheng was pressed against the door of the dressing room. Di Yuanjue's body was pressing her tightly. Feeling the strangeness in the man's body, she didn't move. She gently raised her arm and placed it on his very seductively. on the shoulders.

He leaned over, lowered his head, and said deliberately ambiguously: "Ah Jue, you haven't already thought about coming in, have you?"

The breaths were entangled together, as if they would be suffocating the next moment.

Di Yuanjue raised his head and said in a hoarse voice, "Ah Qing, you're blaming me, it's obviously you..." I came in because you seduced me.

"Tsk..." Looking at Di Yuanjue, who was trying his best to pretend to be a gentleman, she also deliberately pushed the man in front of her, "That's still my fault..."

Her ambiguous eyes tugged at the thread, and her fingers slowly wrapped around the man's tie, slowly pulling it, and then it fell to the floor.

Desire surged in Di Yuanjue's eyes. In order not to scare the people in front of him, he turned his head, supported the wooden board with one hand, and pushed his long legs against the wall unruly.

Because it was difficult to breathe, his handsome face was a little rosy, so he tugged on the top button.

Lowering his head, he stroked his lover's face with his right hand and said hoarsely, "Help me, Ah Qing." He only wanted Ah Qing.

Long Qingcheng smiled and looked at Di Yuanjue, who was holding back the pain because of him. He stood on tiptoes and covered him with his warm lips.

"Don't bite."

The pain caused Long Qingcheng to make a sound.

At this moment, the two of them were more like nibbling than kissing.

Long Qingcheng's words not only did not stop Di Yuan Jue, but instead strongly aroused Di Yuan Jue's fierce attack. The blood-stained lips were alluring. He raised his head and looked at the girl's reddish cheeks, and suddenly understood what was going on. I got emotional, kissed the white neck, covered the thigh with my thick and warm fingers, and moved up little by little, the cheongsam was pushed aside by the fingers——

Di Yuanjue murmured in a deep voice, "I'll help you."

Long Qingcheng lowered his eyebrows and lowered his eyes, his voice filled with eroticism, "Huh?"

-

After a while.

Long Qingcheng changed into her own clothes and then lay down on the sofa casually.

Her fingers were resting on the back of the chair, her exposed white arms were full of traces of ambiguity, her long hair was spread on the sofa, she was so evil and seductive.

Di Yuanjue, who was on the other side of the sofa, put the girl's legs on his thighs and was kneading her. He had a handsome profile and a cold and charming appearance.

The already ventilated room gradually dissipated the ambiguous smell.

Her beautiful eyes twinkled, and her tone of voice was full of eroticism for a long time, "Are you feeling comfortable?"

Di Yuanjue, who was holding Long Qingcheng's leg, paused, lowered his head, and said in a low voice, "Much better."

Long Qingcheng...

Then she pointed at the torn cheongsam on the ground, half-smiling but not smiling, and curled her fingers towards Di Yuanjue, "You tore the cheongsam before the payment was settled. What should I say?"

Di Yuanjue approached him and half-hugged him.

Perhaps the heating here was not very sufficient, so Di Yuanjue immediately noticed that Long Qingcheng's fingers were not very warm.

He was only wearing a black satin shirt.

He circled the buttons with his right fingertips, unbuttoned his shirt, and then stuffed all of the girl's hands inside.

Long Qingcheng just allowed Di Yuanjue to toss him. The moment her cold claws touched the warmth, she sighed. She leaned on the man's shoulder, tilted her head, and looked at the sharp features and white neck. The next second, his lips kissed him, and the tip of his nose brushed against his ears and lips, kissing him intermittently.

Wrapped in a unique and cool fragrance, Di Yuanjue seemed to be sinking into the clouds.

Don't want this kiss to end.

Think forever, forever.

He could never have too much love for Long Qingcheng.

He just wanted Long Qingcheng to see him alone.

bang bang bang...

Just when the two people were kissing each other inseparably, there was a knock on the door.

What followed was the voice of the clerk outside the house.

"Sir, Miss, does the dress you are trying on fit? Do you still need us to find a size?"

She quickly turned over and left Di Yuanjue's body. Her bright red lips and the warmth in her arms disappeared in an instant.

Di Yuanjue looked at the door with deep resentment.

(I can’t pass the review. I don’t think I wrote anything! I’m pretty good.)

Under Long Qingcheng's urging, the two of them passed for more than half an hour.

Just came out of the changing room.

"Sir, Miss, this cheongsam..."

The clerk stretched out his hand to take it when he was coldly rejected by Di Yuanjue, "We want this. It's the clothes my lover wears. I can just take it myself."

Shop assistant... Oh my god, I love you so much!

She reluctantly withdrew her hand.

Envy, jealousy, as soon as I turned around, I heard the handsome man speak seriously, "Get all the clothes of this size in your store and mail them to this address."

babble...

Long Qingcheng in front almost slipped.

Di Yuanjue, you are simply a living ancestor...

-

Night falls.

harbor.

Watanabe Chengyue was walking on the bridge with two cans of beer. He looked at the text messages that had never been answered. Even so, he believed that the person would definitely come.

for sure.

"You will definitely come? Right?"

Of the two cans of beer, one was poisonous and the other was non-poisonous. Now he no longer knew which bottle was adulterated with poison. He wanted to bet. If he lost, he would be buried with him.

At least I won't be so sad in the future.

At least she doesn't have to be caught between her brother and her.

Such a choice is too difficult.

Xiaoqing, you have saved countless people, why can't you save me?

Durian: Update 4000 on recovery day tomorrow, love you all! ! !

A Qing: I love you...

Ah Jue: If you don’t recover, it’s up to you!

Durian: Mmm...